Into Xuancheng Xianxian, From Not Being A Son-In-Law

Zhenmeng uses the basic color of the standard clothes to distinguish ranks. The regular team patrolling the capital will have one brown suit and two blue suits, and then decide whether to add a few gray suits to fight.

The Zhenmagic patrol team led by Chu Huijie is a configuration of one brown, two green and two gray. Everyone is covered with a thin and loose regular suit to cover the Zhenmagic uniform. After all, Zhenmagic and Jingzhao Mansion It is to patrol the capital in the light and in the dark.

Jingzhao Mansion is already in the clear.

If Zhenmusi swaggered around in the street with his uniform exposed, what would it be called light and dark?

According to the established route, Chu Huijie's team should go to the next stop after patrolling Anyuan Street. The adjacent Anqing Street is not within their patrol range, but she will take her own initiative to take the team to Anqing Street in the next few days Go one step further in the direction.

The reason Chu Zongyi gave was that there was the Fire Snake Gang there, so it was necessary to keep an eye on it.

The other four people in the team had no objection, anyway, they only walked a few hundred meters, and it took only a quarter of an hour to go back and forth.

Zhenmensi's limited manpower is far from enough to cover the entire capital. Every patrol route has been carefully designed, but no matter how carefully designed it is, there will be interference from factors other than the situation. Therefore, the brown suits of each patrol team The team leader has the right to adjust the specific patrol route, as long as it does not contradict the route drawn by the division.

However, there is a tofu stall there that is quite delicious.

"...I've eaten something called Honghua Baixue soup before. It's a bowl of 100 yuan. Guess what it is? It's tofu nao sprinkled with crushed rose petals. Woolen cloth."

"A bowl of bean curd for one hundred cents, where did you get it? A black shop."

"It's not a black shop, it's what Yanliuhe eats. The location is different. I understand."

"Good guy, you are a drunkard, are you eating tofu in a bowl?"

"Cough...the boss doesn't want to talk about this face to face, give me some face, and treat everyone to eat tofu nao later, I invite you!"

"Oh, then I have to eat three bowls... Wait, do you smell any strange smell?"

"I smell it, it's a bit wrong... Does it smell like blood?"

The Zhenmagic officers who were still talking nonsense just now looked alert for a moment, and quietly pulled out the weapons pinned to their waists, which were covered by the wide single clothes that were worn outside together with the Zhenmagic uniform, and followed the direction of the smell. I touched it.

The smell of blood became stronger.

Chu Huijie frowned with her heroic brows, according to the plan she and Zhang Tiantian had communicated with Xu Nian, because when Xie Qiongwen was taking revenge on Xu Nian, she happened to bump into him with the patrol team from the Zhenmagic Division.

According to Zhang Tiantian, her Cultivation Base, Brother Xu, who is young but has the seventh rank of Taoism, is not a question of whether he has the power to resist, but is fully capable of controlling the situation. Wait for Chu Huijie.

The main thing is that there is a mountain of criminal evidence, and he was arrested and brought to justice on the spot.

But now the smell of blood wafting so far is not in the plan, no matter which side of Xu Nian or Xie Qiongwen shed blood, it shows that the situation has deviated from the plan.

Out of control!

The smell of blood came from an alley, and the scene inside was that Chu Huijie and the two Qingyis all changed their faces, let alone the two gray clothes in the team, resisting the discomfort in their stomachs I didn't spit it out.

Inside the alley.

There were severed limbs all over the place, blood smeared every corner, and even the cracks in the bricks were already wet.

Only two of them were still standing.

One person was covered in cuts and bruises, and the knife in his hand was curled.

One was dressed in black, and the strange thing was that there was not a drop of blood from head to toe.

Fan Bai survived the chaos of the Huo Snake Gang brothers. He can't remember how many brothers from the same gang who drank wine and ate meat together. He only knows that if he doesn't kill them, he will have to die.

right!

Don't kill everyone... I will die!

"Kill...kill you all! Ah——"

Fan Baitong's eyes were red, and he raised his knife to kill the Zhenmagic officer who appeared in the alley.

Chu Huijie has no way of distinguishing whether there is a part of Xu Nian among the wrecked bodies everywhere, and she has no time to think about what happened here, so she can only deal with what is in front of her eyes: "Catch him first, be careful of the black robe!"

Fan Bai is an eighth rank martial artist.

Chu Huijie and the two Tsing Yis are both rank 8 warriors, and the two gray clothes are rank 9 warriors. However, they have all been trained by the Zhenmagic Division, so they won't be defeated even if they face a rank 7 under joint attack.

It stands to reason that it is more than enough to capture an eighth-rank martial artist.

But what is strange is that Fan Bai, who was obviously seriously injured, became more and more ferocious as he fought, like a wild beast.

Beside him was a black-robed man who didn't know the details, watching from the sidelines, who didn't know what his plans were. .

What should I do?

Chu Huijie made a decisive decision, and the blade no longer stayed sharp.

"kill him!"

No need to worry about saving his life anymore, one Tsing Yi took advantage of the gap between another Tsing Yi entangled Fan Bai, pierced the opening with a sword and broke Fan Bai's arm holding the knife. With one knife, the head was removed.

Chu Huijie had been staring at the black-robed man distractedly, thinking that the black-robed man would take the opportunity to make a move, but until now the dust had settled, there was no movement from the other party.

"That should be...enough."

Muttering to himself, Mr. Xun looked at the fading yellow sky as if no one else was there, stretched out his hand to grab the blood that was sprinkled all over the alley to make a blood candle, and slowly burned out wisps of blood-colored blue smoke. Chu Huijie and the others looked shocked. Not only was the blood-made candle shocking, but also the power fluctuations that emerged between reaching out made their hearts palpitate.

How much is this?

Qipin can't do this either...

After lighting the blood candle, Mr. Xun seemed to have noticed Chu Huijie and the others. His pale eyes swept over him, as if he was in The Underworld, all kinds of sorrow, anger and sorrow were mixed in a pot of hot water. , filled the altar.

"Keep your mind on it!"

Chu Huijie yelled angrily, and the two gray clothes who had almost lost themselves under Mr. Xun's gaze suddenly felt a burst of coolness in their bodies, and hurriedly took the opportunity to drive away the distracting thoughts in their minds.

Zhenmusi's clothes are a very special Magical Item, which can make multiple users connect with each other and rely on each other.

"People from Zhenmensi? You came...much faster than I expected."

There was some doubt in Mr. Xun's hoarse and dry voice.

Although Wan Zhongqiu reminded the timeliness of the patrol map, it can't be such a coincidence, right? Reminiscent of the members of the Fire Snake Gang gathered here inexplicably, he vaguely had a guess, snorted coldly, and raised his hand to slash out a streak of blood.

"Since you're here, stay here."

Feeling the power contained in this bloody light, Chu Huijie's face changed drastically: "Help me!"